Title: Make Love Not War
Season/Sequel info: The Sirens Saga #3
Author: Nemesis
Email: blaidd@fantasybabe.co.uk
Status: This part complete, but future parts still being written!
Spoilers: None
Rating: NC-17!
Content Warnings: Graphic Sexual content
Summary: Strange goings on at the SGC......
DISCLAIMER: Stargate SG-1 and its characters are the property of Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Productions. I have written this story for entertainment purposes only and no money whatsoever has exchanged hands. No copyright infringement is intended. The original characters, situations, and story are the property of me and are not to be used without my express permission.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: I'm beginning to think I've got too much time on my hands 'cause this is just pure SMUT!!!!
DEDICATION: To my best friend, Winifred, and to all those who work so hard to bring us such a fantastic series. Thanks guys!
FEEDBACK: YES PLEASE!!


Jacob reached the infirmary just as another wave of dizziness hit him and he leaned against the wall in an attempt to remain standing. In his mind he heard Selmac exclaim sharply and then begin to chuckle and, for the first time since he had been melded, he felt a twinge of resentment towards the symbiote. He felt very unwell and all Selmac could do was laugh at him, instead of helping him to heal. Dr. Fraiser spotted him as soon as he walked in the door and rushed to his side, supporting him as she helped him over to one of the infirmary beds. He smiled wanly as she helped him to sit down and immediately began to check for any obvious signs of attack.
“What happened Jacob?” she asked, her voice filled with concern.
“I don’t know. One minute I was fine and the next, I just felt very dizzy. I can’t think what’s wrong and all Selmac can do is laugh” he informed her slightly petulantly.
“Laugh?” she repeated, stunned by this small revelation.
“Yes” he snapped, reaching out and laying his hand on Janet’s arm to make sure she knew he wasn’t snapping at her. As soon as his hand touched her arm, he felt a jolt of electricity shoot through him and jerked his hand away, looking up at Janet in surprise. He was stunned to see her eyes were wide with surprise, and something else. Desire. He could see desire for him quite plainly in her eyes and it took him by surprise. He stood up, all traces of the previous dizziness gone, and gathered her into his arms. She made no effort to resist, her arms sliding round his neck as he lowered his head and pressed his lips against hers. She responded hungrily, the dams that had held her desire back for so long finally breaking, and pulled him into her office. Pushing the door shut behind them, she stripped off her uniform and turned to Jacob, seeing he had done the same. She moved to him and pushed herself into his embrace, kissing him savagely as their passion rose. He moaned slightly as she nibbled his neck, moving round to his throat and then down, laying tender kisses down his well-muscled chest. He was in amazing shape for a man of his age and she smiled, using her teeth to gently nip at him as she lowered herself to her knees before him. His arousal was obvious, his substantial erection growing harder as she slowly reached for him. Her hand wrapped round his length, slowly moving her hand as she teased him to full arousal. His hands laced through her hair as she did, his grip tightening slightly as she bent forward slightly and lowered her head, her mouth capturing his length as he watched. She began to suck gently, slipping lower as she took him deeper into her mouth. He moaned again, enjoying the feelings she stirred in him as she moved her head up and down along his hard length. He could feel his control slipping as her hand came up and began to fondle his balls. His gasp of pleasure stopped her for a moment, as she glanced at him, before her strokes became slightly faster. Desire coursed through him as he looked down at her, kneeling at his feet. He wanted her so much it hurt, wanted to sink into her and make her scream with ecstasy. He pulled her to her feet, pressing her back against the wall of her office and kissing her passionately as his hands began to caress her nubile body.

He lowered his head and began kissing her neck, using his tongue to trace small circles as she gasped for breath. She gasped with pleasure as he nibbled her neck, moving round to her throat. He heard her sharp intake of breath as he ran his tongue over her collar bone and down between her breasts. She moved slightly, arching her back to move her body closer to him as his tongue circled her breast, darting over the nipple. Her moan was louder this time as he took her nipple in his mouth and gently sucked. Her back arched further, pushing herself into him as he sucked harder, nibbling gently with his teeth. He moved on to the other breast and she clenched her hands, then opened them as she went to reach out to him. He shook his head and she pressed her hands against the cold wall of her office as he moved slowly down her body, exploring every inch of her. In his mind he could sense Selmac was feeling the desire that coursed through Jacob’s body, and was enjoying the encounter as much as he was. He lowered himself to his knees before the copper haired goddess in front of him, laying tender kisses down her stomach and across her hips before moving lower. He laid gentle kisses up the inside of one thigh as he gently parted her legs and moved in towards his ultimate prize. He gently ran his tongue up her opening, timid at first because he was afraid of hurting her. She pushed her hips away from the wall slightly to give him better access and he probed his tongue deeper, tasting her salty wetness He ran his tongue deeper until he found her clitoris. She gasped as he played with it with his tongue, gently so as not to hurt her. She began to writhe as he did so, her breath coming in short bursts as desire coursed through her body. He continued his probing, his hands caressing her hips as he sucked gently, drinking in the taste of her. Her moans were louder now and she was writhing with pleasure, wanting him inside her.
“Take me” she begged as he slowly slid one finger into her deep, moist well. She cried out as he began to move his finger in and out of her with agonising slowness, desperate to have him in her as her body cried out for satisfaction. Seeing she was ready for him, he stood and grasped her hips, lifting her easily off her feet. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he lowered her to him, opening herself to him as he sank into her. Pushing her back against the wall, he drew himself from her and thrust in again. His fingers dug into her hips as he thrust into her again and again, her nails raking bloody gouges down his back as she rose to her peak. The mixture of pain and pleasure spurred Jacob on and his thrusts became faster as he too rose towards his climax. He held back slightly, wanting her to come before him, but her teeth nibbling his neck and her cries of ecstasy broke his control and he shuddered with the force of his release as he climaxed. They cried each other’s names as their orgasms flowed through them and they slumped back against the wall as they gave in to their release.

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Hammond watched, totally stunned, as the iris failed and the gate opened. He felt a sudden surge of adrenaline as he made ready to do battle with whoever had initiated the off-world activation, knowing it wasn’t one of his teams as there was no remote transmitter code. The soldiers in the gate room gripped their weapons tightly, ready to take down the intruders as soon as they stepped through the gate. The blue of the wormhole shimmered slightly as three figures emerged from the gate and stumbled onto the ramp. The soldiers were about to fire when they realised the arrivals were SG-1, minus Col. O’Neill and Sgt. Siler. The gate shut down behind them and the three stood at the top of the ramp, slightly unsteady on their feet and looking totally confused as to their whereabouts.
“Major Carter, where are Col. O’Neill and Sgt. Siler?” Hammond demanded as he strode into the gate room and up the ramp.
“I....I don’t know Sir” she answered after a moment.
“What happened?” he wanted to know, confused by Carter’s seemingly dazed state.
“We arrived on the planet and began to look around. Col. O’Neill and Sgt. Siler took a look at the carving on the floor and....then we were stepping through the gate. I don’t know where the others are Sir, I can’t even remember how we came to be coming through the gate” she told him, angry with herself for not being able to remember.
“Go and get changed. We’ll debrief in half an hour” he ordered, turning on his heel and striding from the room. SG-1 watched him go before making their way slowly down the ramp and off to their quarters.

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Sam made her way to the weapons lock-up to stow her rifle, her mind going over everything she could recall since they had left the SGC. She opened the door and stepped into the darkness of the weapons room, the smell of the weapons having a strange effect on her. She suddenly felt very hot and stripped off her shirt, the T-shirt beneath already soaked with sweat as she tossed the shirt aside. She made her way to the back of the room and stashed her rifle alongside the others of it’s kind, spinning around as she sensed another presence in the room behind her to be confronted by Teal’c, who had also stripped away his shirt. He stood before her, naked to the waist, looking incredibly desirable and, without realising what she was doing, Sam found herself advancing on him as a she-wolf stalks it’s prey. He reached for her, gathering her into his arms as she pulled his head down and kissed him hungrily. He responded eagerly and pushed her back against the weapons racks, breaking their kiss long enough to pull her T-shirt over her head and throw it to the floor before his lips claimed hers again.

Able to restrain himself no longer, he expertly undid her trousers and slid them down before swiftly doing the same with his own. Sam gasped slightly as she discovered that the rumours concerning the Jaffa were indeed correct, and then some. He turned her round and pushed her over the weapons rack, his eager member finding her moist well and thrusting into it. She bit back a scream as he sank into her, filling her completely as his hands caressed her hips. She moaned softly as he drew back and thrust into her again, fire coursing through her veins as they satisfied their needs. He took his time, sinking into her with such agonising slowness that she cried out as their hips finally came together. His fingers found her clit and played with it as he once again sank slowly into her, the feeling of his fingers brushing against his member turning him on even more. He moved his hands to her hips and gripped them tightly, his fingers digging into tender flesh as he thrust into her again and again. His thrusts became faster as Sam’s cries spurred him on towards his climax, each penetration harder and more forceful as he dominated her completely. Teal’c cried Sam’s name as he came, thrusting into her so hard she screamed as a mixture of pain and pleasure ripped through her. He slumped against her for a few moments, his weight upon her strangely comforting as they recovered from their exertions. Without a word, he withdrew from her, re-arranged his clothing and left the room, leaving Sam to wonder whether she had done something wrong. Shrugging to herself, she tidied her own clothing and made her way to the locker room for a long, hot shower.

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Jack opened his eyes slowly, his head feeling a little fuzzy as he tried to figure out where he was. He remembered that he and Siler had been looking at the etching on the floor of the gate chamber, and that Chris had been explaining something about the Greek Sirens. He recalled they had both reached out and touched the etching but the events that followed were hazy at best. A vague memory of some sort of gas filling the chamber hung in his mind but it slipped away when he tried to focus on it. A door opening to his side jerked him forcefully back to reality and his head snapped round to see a dark haired woman enter the chamber. A small tray was held lightly within her hands and contained two bottles of clear liquid which made him realise just how thirsty he was. She seated herself before him and reached out her hand towards him, placing her finger gently against his lips as he opened his mouth to speak.
“We’ll talk later” she promised, her voice soft and her hazel eyes sparkling with mischief. She slowly unbuttoned Jack’s shirt, smiling as she watched the gamete of emotions running across his face as he tried to fight the urges within him. He’d been without a woman for a long time, ever since he’d become trapped on Andorra for three months. That particular encounter had re-awakened desires long buried and his body was now demanding satisfaction once more. Making a split second decision, he allowed her to continue as he decided he would see where things went. He watched as the woman swiftly stripped him of his clothing and got to her feet, releasing the claps on her robe and letting it slid slowly to the floor to reveal her perfectly proportioned, nubile and very naked body. Jack drew in a sharp breath as he looked at her, his desire swelling as she slowly lowered herself down to him and straddled herself over his hips. He reached for her, his hands moving slowly over her silky skin as she reached for one of the bottles she had brought with her. A smile spread across his face as he realised her intention and settled himself back against the soft cushions behind him. He gasped slightly as the cool liquid hit his hot skin, tracing tiny rivulets across his chest and down his stomach towards his groin. She leant forward and caught one of the rivulets with her tongue, causing him to ball his hands into fists as he fought for control. She repeated the gesture as she slowly allowed more wine to fall onto Jack’s chest, waiting longer and allowing them to flow lower before she caught the tiny droplets with her tongue. With a smile, she took a small sip of the wine and moved backwards slightly, lowering her head to his rigid member and slipping her mouth around him. He gasped as the cool liquid in her mouth came into contact with him, shivers of pleasure running down his spine as he watched her take him deeper into her mouth. Her hand gently caressed his balls as she raised herself back up along his length, a small moan escaping his lips as his heart pounded and his breath came in shallow gasps.

Seeing he was ready for her, she released him and moved herself back over his hips, her long legs straddling his hips easily as she positioned herself above him. With torturous slowness she lowered herself onto him, drawing him into her deep well as he cried out and begged for release. His fingers dug into her hips as she slowly raised herself and sank back onto him, the last remnants of his control slipping away as she slipped her hand down and gently caressed his balls once more. She kept her movements deliberately slow, his grip on her hips allowing her to accurately gauge how far gone in his desire he was. Seeing he was nearing his peak, she began to move faster while still keeping him just below his climax.
“Please....” he begged, causing her to smile. His desire controlled him completely now she realised as he flipped her onto her back and thrust into her hard, the passion he had held in check for so long finally overcoming him. His thrust became faster and more forceful as he reached his peak and released his seed into her, his orgasm crashing over him in waves. He slumped against her, exhausted, as she too reached her peak and cried his name. Gasping for breath, they lay together and relished in their new found intimacy.

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Janet desperately tried to get her uniform straight as she made her way to General Hammond’s office, having been called there to make sure he was OK as he’d said he felt unwell. It was just as well he hadn’t come down to the infirmary or he’d probably have walked in on her and Jacob Carter having wild, passionate sex up against the wall in her office. She was totally stunned at her behaviour, but pushed the thoughts to the back of her mind as she concentrated on her job. She knocked once on the door, not waiting for an answer before she opened it and strode into the General’s office to find him slumped at his desk. She rushed to his side, scared he might be seriously ill or even dying, reaching down and placing her fingers against his neck as she checked for a pulse. He straightened at her touch, his face flushed and his eyes wide. He took in her dishevelled appearance and the gleam in her eyes and felt a momentary twinge of jealousy that she had quite obviously been intimate with another man recently. The feeling stirred something deep within him, something he had kept buried for most of his life, the animal held in check by every human in their desire to be better than they had once been. The animal in each and every person was still there though, waiting for a chance to be released and the animal within George Hammond reared it’s head and screamed it’s defiance at the restraints placed upon it. As it took hold of him, he grabbed Janet round the waist and pulled her onto his lap, one hand snaking into her hair as he pulled her head down and kissed her savagely. The pure desire she felt radiating from her commanding officer stunned Janet but made her response just as fierce. His other hand found the buttons of her blouse, some still undone after her encounter with Jacob, and began to undo the rest. Frustrated by his slow progress he ripped the blouse open, tearing the buttons from the flimsy fabric as he pulled it away to reveal her firm, well rounded breasts. His hands caressed her breasts as his gently nipped her neck with his teeth, inhaling sharply as she finished removing his shirt and ran her hands over his chest. As with Jacob, Hammond was in fine shape for a man of his age and Janet realised she found older men more desirable. Her hands wandered over his chest, moving up and over his shoulders, before running her nails down his back, causing him to moan with pleasure. She reached down and undid his trousers, releasing his eager member and causing her to gasp as she saw just how well endowed her commanding officer was. Hungry for her intimate embrace, Hammond raised himself to his feet and swept his hand across his desk, the red phone crashing to the floor as he cleared the smooth wooden surface and gently lowered Janet back onto it.

His hand reached down and tore away her lace knickers, his fingers probing her moist depths as he positioned himself above her. Still on his feet, he slowly slid into her and gasped as he filled her completely. His hands roamed her body as he slowly drew himself from her and thrust in again, her cries of pleasure spurring him on. He thrust into her again and again, quickly building to his peak as she took him into her intimate embrace willingly. He could feel his control slipping and knew he was close to his climax so he drew himself from her slowly, causing her to growl her displeasure at his abrupt departure. Grasping her hips firmly, he slowly turned her over until she was laying forward across his desk. Her small squeal of delight as intentions became clear nearly made him loose the last vestiges of his control and he swiftly sank himself back into her, causing her to cry out at his forcefulness. He drew back and thrust in again and again, drawing them both quickly to their peak. They cried out as they came, their orgasms perfectly matched in both timing and intensity as he released his seed into her. They collapsed against the polished wood of his desk, exhausted. Janet glanced at the clock hanging on the office wall and quickly surprised a gasp as she saw the time, and realised that over two hours had passed since she had first entered the office. A smile spread across her face as she relished the memories of those hours and she sighed contentedly, her desire satisfied for the time being.